All Chapters of Gentle Curves (Dangerous Curves 4): Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Chapter Nineteen

Mirrie heaved a sigh as three o’clock inched closer. She was wiped out, close to tears, shaky and upset. Having Shane sit right the fuck there for eight hours had been nothing short of devastating: ignoring him had damn near killed her. But she’d done it.She nodded at Spider, headed into the staff room. She was sure that Shane would try to prevent her from leaving, and she braced herself for that. She’d call the cops if he followed her out of the café, she resolved. No way he was getting her alone… no way she could handle that.Slowly, trying to find the energy for the fight that she was sure was waiting for her, she tugged on her jean jacket. Her face in the mirror was strained and drawn, and she sighed again. God, she needed a decent sleep, but she was sure that wasn’t going to happen tonight.She straightened her shoulders, marched out of the back room. Sure enough, Shane was standing, those amazing blue eyes fixed on her. She shook her head, walked over to him, stared at him hard

Chapter Twenty

Aidan opened the door of his apartment, smiled down at Maria.“Hey, darlin’,” he drawled at her. “How you doing?”Maria Torres stepped into Aidan and Gabi’s home, handed over a bag of takeout Indian food. “I’m good,” she said in her soft voice. “You doing alright?”“Always,” Aidan said with a wink. “And how’s your man?”Right away, Maria blushed, just like Aidan knew she would. “Dillon’s fine. He’s bouncing tonight, so you’ll see him at Curves.”“Awesome.” Aidan took the food into the open-plan kitchen, and set it on the counter. “We’ll pick up chicks together.”Maria giggled. “Yeah. Like that’ll happen.” She glanced around the cozy apartment. “Gabi’s here?”“In the bathroom.” Something in his voice made Maria look over at him. At first glance, he seemed to be just fine: all golden grace and large, rangy muscles in well-worn jeans and a tight white t-shirt. Aidan was all about Southern charm and devil-may-care grins – but Maria took in the tired lines around his gold eyes, the way h

Chapter Twenty-one

Tenderly, Aidan kissed her forehead, her cheeks, her lips. “You know I will. And if you need me, just pick up the phone. Alright?”“Yes. Alright.” Gently, reluctantly, he released her. His eyes met Maria’s, and he smiled.“Have a good night, ladies. I’ll be back around two o’clock, I figure… I’ll try not to wake y’all up when I come in.”They watched him walk out the door, looked at each other. Maria moved to the kitchen, and started to take down plates and tea cups.“You hungry?” she asked Gabi. “I brought lots.”“Hell, yeah,” Gabi said. “Let’s pile the plates high, OK? Totally pig out and gain ten pounds?”Maria laughed, and started to dish out generous portions of saffron rice. “Aidan and Dillon will love that, huh?”“They sure will. They love us curvy.” Gabi poured the boiling water into the teapot. “So, how’s the nanny job?”Maria’s face lit up. “Oh, great. Keira’s adorable and Zoe’s cool.”“Zoe’s running that tattoo parlour owned by The Road Devils, right?”“Yeah.”“What did Di

Chapter Twenty-two

Aidan stared at King in horror. “No charges? Fucking none?”“None,” King said grimly. “The cops can’t make a single fucking thing stick to The Fallen Angels or Trigger or Ace.”“Even with Gabi’s statement?” Jax said in disbelief. “That she heard them kill that Santos guy?”King shrugged his massive shoulders. “Gabi never saw them kill Miguel Santos and anyway, his body still hasn’t turned up. No body, no crime.”Aidan cursed under his breath, fingered the bullet scar on his neck.“And,” King continued on. “Anyone to do with Gabi’s kidnapping and the attack on Dillon and Maria up at Open Skies is either dead or long gone. The only guy we have is that out-of-towner brought in from Boston to do the job. He’s talking a streak a mile wide, but the cops are having a hard time taking the word of a contract killer seriously, and nobody that he’s named is anywhere to be found, anyway.”“So – what?” Aidan demanded. “Trigger and Ace kill a guy, and then bring in some contract assholes to kidnap

Chapter Twenty-three

Mirrie bit her lip, and mentally ran through everything that she’d packed. Her small backpack held her ID, money, and a change of clothes, and everything else was in her battered rolling suitcase. Not that it was much: Mirrie had decided to travel as light as possible.She looked around now, spotted her cell phone on the sofa. Working quickly, she removed the SIM card, and then cut it into tiny pieces. She left them and the phone on the coffee table, next to the envelope of money for her landlord. She’d buy a burner if she needed to, not that she'd have anyone to call once she settled into her new life. She had resolved to not even contact Spider. She was sure Shane would be all over the poor guy, and Mirrie didn’t want to put her friend in the position of lying. The one thing that she felt like shit about was leaving Naomi – Mirrie was her AA sponsor – but she resolved to send Naomi an e-mail from an internet café, explain and apologize, send her some suggested names as replacement s

Chapter Twenty-four

She stared up at Shane, thinking. OK, yeah, the man was annoying as fuck, and he was pushy and obnoxious… but he wasn’t a liar. If he said that he’d go, she knew he would. With a guy like Shane, his word was his bond, and she could trust it. Mirrie sighed, knowing that avoidance and resistance were both futile: he wasn’t going to let up until he got his five minutes. He was a persistent bastard that way. She’d seen him turn that single-minded focus and intensity on a patient’s medical problem, and she herself had been the target of it – both in Shane’s professional life and his personal one. No escape and I know it. He’s got me in his sights… and I’m not going anywhere until he lets me. “OK,” she said at last. “Fine. Five minutes.”Mac felt his whole body relax. “Thank you.”She nodded tightly and went back into her apartment, already regretting this.He followed her in, took a quick look around. It was small and surprisingly impersonal: no pictures, no art on the walls, no plants

Chapter Twenty-five

Mirrie started. “Shane, I don’t think –”“Stop.” His voice was rough, angry again. “Just stop, Mirrie. OK? Don’t just automatically say ‘no’ like some fucking knee-jerk reaction. Think this through, then answer me.”She shut her eyes again, desperate to avoid the heat in those blue eyes. Oh, God, how she wanted to stop saying 'no' to Shane, and start begging 'yes'. 'Yes' to kissing him, 'yes' to seeing him naked, 'yes' to fucking him hard and deep. 'Yes' to everything he was offering and asking; 'yes' to being together.Mac was unnerved by her silence, by her stillness. “Mirrie? Open your eyes.”She did, and he felt a wave of worry move through his chest at her tears.“Why are you crying?” he murmured. “I just told you that we can be together, and you cry? Thanks a lot.”She gave a watery giggle and wiped her eyes.“OK, so?” he said. “What's your answer?”“I – I can't.”“Why not?”She shook her head.“No.” He was getting angry again. “That's not good enough, OK? Not anymore. You don't

Chapter Twenty-six

He lazily stroked her throat with his thumb, and right away, her breath went shallow and tight. His eyes flared.“You still like that, huh?” he said.“Yes.”“So that hasn't changed. Something else that's the same is that you still have a sweet tooth.” His thumb moved down her body, caressed her collarbone. “I was watching you at the café, so I know that you still drink your coffee black with three scoops of sugar, and I'll just bet that you eat white chocolate chip cookies for breakfast more often than not.”Surprised, she looked up at him. “Yes.”“Once a month, you have a movie marathon weekend. You sit on your sofa, and watch a dozen terrible, sappy chick-flicks, and order Chinese food. Sweet-and-sour-chicken, spicy tofu, and wonton soup. Oh, and noodles – never rice.”Now she laughed. “Yes.”“You sleep on the right side of the bed, and you always kick off one sock in the middle of the night.” His hand was between her breasts, his fingers feeling her racing heart. “You have a cucumb

Chapter Twenty-seven

Mirrie gave a small cry when he roughly pulled her arms out of the sleeves, then unsnapped her bra and cupped her breasts. His hot, hungry mouth descended, and took her breasts one at a time, moving back and forth, pushing them together. Her hands clutched his head, holding him closer. She moaned, and he looked at her, his eyes so hot, they almost burned right through her.“Get your jeans off,” he commanded. “I need to touch you.”“Oh, God.” Now it was Mirrie's hands that were shaking as she fumbled with her snap and zipper. He was impatient, almost crazed, and he yanked the denim off her body fast enough to make her head spin. Her panties followed, and then there she was: totally naked and open and under Shane.He palmed her pussy, and she moaned his name into his mouth. His fingers circled her clit, gentle and careful now, watching her face.“Shane,” she said, then stopped, inexplicably shy.“Yeah, babe?”She blushed, and his eyebrows raised.“Pink's a damn good color on you, but wh

Chapter Twenty-eight

Mirrie woke up the next morning to Shane kissing his way down her body.She pried one eye open, glanced at the clock, sat up with a gasp.“Shane, I've got to go to work! God, I'm already late!”Roughly, he pushed her down again. “You're not going to work today.”“I'm not?”“Nuh-uh.” That wicked mouth was busy once more as Shane ran his tongue between her breasts, over the scars from her horrible beating. “I called Spider an hour ago, and said you'd be taking the day off.”“You did?”“I did.” He nipped her belly button, moved down, placed a sweet, open-mouthed kiss on her lower stomach.“What did he say?” She arched a bit. “Was he OK with it?”“Totally.” Kiss. “Completely.” Kiss. “Absolutely.” Kiss. “OK.”Mac mouthed tiny kisses over her swollen lower lips now, tasting her arousal. Mirrie gripped the sheets under her, her head pushed back into the bed as she writhed and twisted under him. Her hips lifted, her thighs opened wider, her feet dug into the mattress.He held her down, held h

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